Gorerober: Ego Edition

Day Three: Beaten/Bruised

|| Warnings: Mention of possible alcoholism, blood, and violence. As always, proceed with caution. ||

Wandering the streets always felt like a relaxing thing for him.

Chase found it to be a way to clear his head seeing as he was beginning to feel like he was drowning in his own sorrow. Knowing that he was most likely never going to see his kids again, that Stacy would make sure of it. It made him want to cry. To drink.

Drinking was so much easier for him since it would allow him to forget all his problems. And that's exactly what he wanted to do.

But he couldn't allow himself to do that. Drinking wasn't going to always solve his problems even though he felt as though it would do the job. It would be so easy to drink himself into oblivion. No. He couldn't think about that.

And really, it didn't matter what he was thinking about because he was grabbed by some individual and thrown to the ground. Chase felt his head hit the cement, making him groan in pain. However, there was no time for him to get up from the ground as said individual straddled his waist and began to punch him repeatedly in th
Already somewhat dazed by the hit to his head, he didn't have time to stop whoever was hurting him. Blood was beginning to stain his teeth and most of his face. One of his eyes was beginning to swell up along with his face, bruised beginning to form. Maybe the person was angry or he just wanted to hurt someone. Yet, all Chase knew was that he was being beaten and he was losing consciousness.

Blood was slowly dripping down his face and it felt like they were getting off him. Maybe reaching into his pockets and taking what he assumed was his wallet. And then they walked away while Chase remained bleeding. His face bruised and losing awareness of the world around him.

And soon enough, he was out like a light.